THE BACHELOR?!!

Chapter 3. Leika

That night a girl was sitting alone on the porch of the pavilion. Looking far into the night sky. The moon seemed to radiate its gentle radiance. There were many things that disturbed his mind. Several times he breathed. His heart still felt guilty but there was no other way. His hand held a small, circular object that held memories 15 years ago. That little thing was also a reason for him to leave.

15 Years ago...

"Mom, today let great-grandchildren do it! I just need to see! If something is wrong, tell me!" ask the tall girl to her mother. His mother just nodded.

During this time Cicit was diligent in helping mothers in the kitchen. Although mother did not teach her but she knew that Cicit had learned a lot during this time. Tweets have a high visual learning ability. Just by looking at it he was able to do various things without the need to be taught.

Half an hour passed, Bakwan was presented at the table. Now it's the mother's turn to taste and judge the bakwan made by Cicit. Mom calls Cicit's father and brother to taste her homemade bakwan.

"Dad! The chakras! C'mon here! We'll taste Cicit's bakwan!"

Two handsome men approached them. Both of them sat at the dining table.

"Today great-grandchild for bakwan! We taste and give value to the bakwan made by Cicit!"

Father, mother, and Cakra take one bakwan each. They put it in their mouth and start chewing slowly. Not enough one bite they chew again until the tubwan in their hands run out. They're speechless. The great-granddaughter who saw them was silent became anxious. The girl thought that maybe the employees were not good or they had stomach pains because of my bakwan. The three people in front of him started to chuckle after seeing the anxious and scared expression of the great-grandson. Suddenly they compactly said, "Happy Cicit bakwan you made so good! Ahaha!"

The great-grandson who heard this was shocked. Unknowingly the girl hugged her mother and started crying.

"Lho, why cry?" said Laras, the mother while wiping away the tears of the great-grandfather.

"Sweet thought the bakwannya not good continue you sick stomach eating bakwan artificial great-granddaughter!"

"I'm sorry, son! Cicit-made baskets are delicious! I'm proud that Cicit managed to make the bakwan delicious for the first time!"

"Actually this is not the first great-grandson for bakwan. My son has practiced several times. After being sure of the new taste can be exhibited to father and mother!"

"We're proud, son. Because you made this without asking your mother to teach you, right? You learn by yourself!" dad Bima added.

"Yes brother! It's so delicious! Do it again tomorrow so it can be sold at school! One thousand!" Cakra commented.

"Yes, you two are ready! Today we will be hunting. Prepare all equipment and equipment. I'll wait 5 more minutes!"

"Ready commander!"

It wasn't until 5 minutes that they were ready. One family went to the woods behind the house. They have been split into two teams. Parent and children's team. Their target was an image of an animal that had been installed in the forest. As with the original hunt, they have to take the hunted animals wherever the location is. Their time is 1 hour. After one hour the results will be calculated and determined by the winner based on the number of game animals obtained.

"You guys ready?" Bima opened the training event that morning.

"Ready commander!"

"All right! Without further ado we just start this hunt! Bismilbornrahmanirrahim! Goooo!"

Cicit and Cakra had already entered the forest. They are very enthusiastic about the training. The brothers began to come up with a strategy to gather their targets. The great-grandson ordered Cakra to move west while he was east. Communication and navigation tools are installed. They are also separated.

Meanwhile, both of their parents were still relaxing behind the house. Bima started flying drones to watch over their two children. The barrel monitors the drone's image capture via laptop. On the screen, their two children separated. Cakra had started shooting his arrows. Some targets have been successfully achieved. The squeaks are still moving east. The great-grandson deliberately sent Cakra to the west because the terrain there was not as difficult as in the eastern area. The great-grandson still continued to search for the hidden target.

Almost ten minutes searching, Cicit finally saw the target on top of the tree. Picture of a squirrel mounted at a height of 10 meters. First, the great-grandson aimed at the target with his arrow. In less than a second the arrow was already stuck on the target. Now just take the target. This is what the great-grandson doesn't like. It is better to hunt with native animals because after being harvested the animal falls and just take it. This time the great-granddaughter had to go the extra mile to get the hunted animals.

The girl prepared climbing equipment. Once all was ready, the girl started climbing. It is not until 5 minutes that we have reached the target. The girl did not come down. He dwells first on the tree branch. The girl started to open the bakwan and began to eat it.

"Ras, look at your daughter! Just take a break!" chirping Bima.

"Bima darling! Don't you know that your daughter already knows all the locations of her targets?"

"How is it possible? I put it even in a hidden place. It just looks like a little bit of a part."

"That's them! You didn't see the clock that Cicit was wearing! The clock can even scan targets within just 10 meters of the user! Try to notice since entering the area Cicit always look at the direction of his watch. I see it on the watch screen always in a scanning position. Besides, he seems to know that you only put a few game animals in the eastern area" explained Laras.

"Dadeuh! Another blow, me!" Bima rubbed her face.

"Haha...! Don't be angry! After all, the great-grandson did that out of concern for Cakra! Although the chakra is male but at his age who now still likes to be careless. The great-grandson was only afraid of the wretched Cakra because of his carelessness. Look in the west! Cakra was very pleased with his hunt. You know for yourself the power of the chakras is great but not like the great-grandchild who thinks first before acting. He only looked at the target, and thought of getting the target in any way without thinking of his safety. Indeed, the age of Cakra and Cicit only 3 years adrift, but the condition is certainly much different. Little grandchild is too dear to his sister."

"That's a stray kid, Bim! Today, there is indeed a visit from Junior High School city J to the conservation forest in the north. Mr. Kades told me yesterday. But I like that kid, Bim! Handsome! Same goes great-granddaughter!" The mother of two smiled.

"You what the hell? Think it's far away! Just look at the kid's body is unfulfilled and shorter than a great-grandchild!" Bima does not want her daughter to be close to a boy.

"But it's pretty, really! Keep stirring! See if that's the latest Leika camera that you want, but because it's so expensive you don't buy!" ledek Laras's.

"That's because I still think kids need money! If I'm single, I bought that Leika!" Bima does not want to lose.

"Yes. yeah, I believe it!" Laras still laughed a little at Bima's behavior.

"I'm going there! Take the great-grandchildren home!" Bima rushed to the forest.

"No need to Bim! Let's just see it from here! Your son is 15 years old. Already teenagers! We don't need to be like that. Besides, if the kid messes around, great-grandson can handle it. Trust Bim!" The barrel held Bima who was about to leave.

"All right!"

Meanwhile, the great-grandson who was enjoying his provisions became alert because of hearing the sound of footsteps. The girl looked down and found a boy was flirting around. The girl did not come down. He watched from the top of the tree. The boy walked in all directions but returned again to where the great-grandson was. After ten minutes of observing, Cicit finally understood that the boy was lost.

The boy was exhausted. The young man in the hat sat on the leaves. His feet were bent and his head bowed. The sound of footsteps frightened him. Until a soft voice surprised him. His head looked up towards the source of the sound. Their eyes meet. The young man's eyes observed in the figure before him. "Eh, it's wadon!" In his heart is grateful to meet a creature that is one species with himself despite the gender difference.

"Are you stray?" The young man just nodded. There was no sound from his mouth so weak. Soon his stomach sounded. It's really embarrassing but what a power it is is is indeed a reality.

"Now, eat the bakwan! I've got plenty, if I'm still hungry, eat it all!" the young man smiled in embarrassment.

"Enak! This is your making?"

"No! It was my mother's! Your mother is good at cooking just like my mother! You'd better study with your mother so that later if you marry your beloved husband!"

Chirping in shame. Her face flushed. Across there was a man who was holding back anger because his daughter was seduced. The mother just smiled.

"Why can it be stray?"

"Please chase the Paper Batik Butterfly! I want a portrait to give to my mama later! Unaware of being separated from the group. My phone is on the bus too. So you can't call a friend or a teacher."

"You should buy multifunctional equipment. Find a camera that has its navigation too! So it won't be stray!" What is advised is only grinning.

"It looks like you're hungry! Yes, this is for all of you!"

"Thank you! Tell your mom the food is good! I'll eat her cooking again sometime!"

"Yes, I'll tell you! Now I take you to meet your friends and teachers. Follow me from behind!" The young man just nodded.

"Did you manage to photograph the butterflies?"

"Not yet! My focus is gone because the lens cap fell off. I'm gonna go get the lens cap and get lost."

"It's a shame! You can't show it to your mom!"

"It's okay! You managed to find butterflies more beautiful than Paper Batik!"

"Thank God then! Oh yes, we have arrived! You be careful!"

"Thank you! My name is Ucup! What's your name?"

"Call me Sri!"

On the way home, Cicit accidentally stepped on an object. "It right?" The great-grandson ran quickly to the forest border, but unfortunately the bus was gone. That day they parted ways leaving behind a memory.

The great-grandfather still grasped the thing. In his heart said can we meet again? The sound of Bima's father calling Cicit. Bima could not bear to see the beautiful scenery between her son and the young man, especially when Bima knew that Ucup had photographed her daughter from behind and said he had found a beautiful butterfly. I want Bima to come and beat up the boy.

Chirping woken up from his daydream as the wind began to blow fiercely. "Ucup, where are you?" The increasingly strong wind forced Cicit to immediately enter the room.